Wondering what's going on in the fields around me,
not listening equally to the words that are being
explained in thoughts, being kept away from what
they are.
Life is a revolution every day, causing pain and
strife to surround me, even when I go outside to
get away from it all.
Only it's here inside and I can't get away from
whatever's going on outside my scope of sight and
mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem